My very special guest today is none other than the dauntless and debonair #Danny the Dog, who has kindly contributed one of his adventure stories. Danny’s person, best-selling author Andrew Joyce, will begin by introducing our celebrated canine friend.

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My name is Andrew Joyce and I write books for a living. Tina has been kind enough to allow me a little space on her blog to promote my new novel, Yellow Hair. I think it’s a good book, but what do I know? Anyway, I’m kinda shy about tooting my own horn. So I think I’ll turn things over to my dog Danny. He always has a bad attitude and usually does not speak highly of me. But please understand that we co-exist as the old Soviet Union and the United States once co-existed. We tolerate each other. So without further ado, here’s Danny.

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Andrew…

Hello Fans and Friends in the land of Zen! My name is Zoe and I write stories for your amusement. I hope you all enjoyed the holidays. Emily and I send you our warmest wishes for health and happiness in the coming New Year. Wait! Now that I’ve put that down on paper, it occurs to me: That’s the silliest sentiment ever, isn’t it? I mean, why wish good health and happiness for only a year? I guess one could argue that the wishes get renewed every year, and so an annual greeting is just dandy, but, think about it. What if I got hit by a truck tomorrow? Just sayin’ . . .

Alrighty then, enough of that. I better get on with this month’s story, which I’d like to tell in a slightly different way. Every now and then, I fancy myself a poet – you know, kind…